The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John gave her a nod before saying, “Alright, let’s go home.”

Since they weren’t far away from home, they turned back. Back in her room, Sophia sat down in bed, feelings of drowsiness having dissipated. In the meantime, John had been talking over the phone nonstop, seemingly handling matters pertaining to the man involved in the recent incident.

Sophia scratched her head while making a review on everything she knew. Fabian and Matilda were the only ones who knew of her pregnancy, but both were crossed out from the list of suspects. On the other hand, those who didn’t know of her pregnancy but had a motive to harm her were Isabelle and Walter.

While she wasn’t sure if Walter had tailed her to the city, he didn’t seem like someone who would hire a man to hurt her. He was obviously in a tight spot himself, so he would never do so if he wanted her to be his cashcow, which left Isabelle as the only suspect.

However, Isabelle shouldn’t have known of her pregnancy. Besides, Sophia didn’t think she would stoop so low. No matter how she looked at the situation, nobody seemed like a suspect, which frustrated her. Might it be an accident after all? she mused. However, it didn’t feel like one, as the man was staring straight at her when they were about to collide, as if making sure that he wouldn’t miss her. It was obviously a staged incident.

After making one last call in the hallway, John sat down on her bed upon entering her room. “My mother will be here shortly.”

Startled, Sophia asked, “Why is she coming here?”

me just now, so I told her what happened. As soon as she heard about it, she grew

managed a hum despite having mulled over the situation, as she didn’t know what else to say. Meanwhile, John caressed her hair. “I had my men

way before asking, “So is someone really trying to

so he answered in hesitation, “But I don’t understand what’s the point in doing this at all, since it

gaze flickered for a second before

didn’t even spare John a glance when she walked up to them. “Are you hurt anywhere? You must be shocked. Would you like some hot chocolate to help

what’s the matter?” Matilda never liked Sophia to

cover it up with

staring at her for some time. “I’m fine, since I was never the target to begin

Sophia, and would mostly speak to her in a jarring manner, so

Matilda for a while before querying, “Why are you here at

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